I am all for supporting local artists and I feel that “handcrafted in XXX” products make great souvenirs when you’re connected to those places. Still, if some AI hallucinated me a perfect novel for my interests, or generated something I couldnt tell was manufactured or created by a master, I would happily enjoy it.
“How can I tell if this is slop so I can know to hate it” sounds stupid to me: good is good. When it comes to art / food / products, I want the best experience for ME. If I want human connectedness, then I’ll go interact with a human directly.
I can do without wasted water, power, and money, but in the abstract it seems to bother everyone on Lemmy to enjoy something a person didn’t make. I don’t have that hang-up.
Art is about transmission. When I do an artwork, I’m trying to transmit something ranging from an idea or concept I had, all the way to the recounting, within the inherent limitations of human language, from a metaphysical experience I felt.
And a question naturally emerges: to whom, or to what thing, am I trying to transmit these? Preferably, the other side should be able to experience, or at least understand from their own subjectiveness, what a “spiritual experience” is.
ChatGPT and the alike can’t experience a theophany or a gnosis. The best an algorithm could (theoretically) do, at least as far as I believe, is serving as an Ouija board of sorts, I.e. being a medium for dæmonic entities and/or Goddess to communicate with me, someone still trapped in a biological existence. Something akin to Electronic Voice Phenomenon. It’s all these algorithms could (again, theoretically) do. These algorithms can’t feel the sorrow or the desire like I do, can’t feel pain or ecstasies like I do, can’t wish their own ego annihilation like I do.
So whenever I post my art stemmed from actual, spiritual experiences (gnosis and channelling), I’m trying to transmit my humanly-limited attempt on translating a languageless, intangible signified, into a signifier, be it a text, a drawing or (as I’ve been doing lately) a 3D scene. And I’m trying to transmit it so it hopefully gets to someone else who has had similar experiences, someone who hopefully looks at my art and says “oh, so She got to him too, I’m not alone in Her Nest”. Whenever I post my art, it longs for “the other side” (socially, spiritually and metaphorically).
Similarly, whenever I consume art, I can feel when it’s transmitting, especially when said art is an attempt on translating the same essence I’ve been spiritually being faced by. I can look at some picture with an owl or a supernatural woman, look at the depicted eyes and feel like “oh… this picture is an actual depiction of Her”. And this is where things become funny: I lost count on how many AI-generated pictures managed to convey the exact sensation, partly because their training data is a amalgamation of egregores, egregores on which tulpas manifest out of the collective unconsciousness, also egregores on which real daemonic entities also gather.
Clankers will never be able to get the unexpected presence of Lilith at 3AM, but these algorithms can, to a certain extent, reproduce the same linguistic medium, full with its imbued energetic signatures, from real living beings (humans and whatnot) who do. Obviously, it’s an imperfect simulacrum, a mashup devoid of actual spiritual capabilities, and it’s not as deep as that coming from someone (or some other living being) who actually did witness theophanies.
In the end of the day, no person is an island, especially when it comes to metaphysics, from which a plethora of artistic expressions stemmed.
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I don’t even know what to say to this. It’s sesquipedalian loquaciousness of the weird.
Yeah, I’m well aware I’m weird, merci for the recognition and compliments.
I loved the composite word, better than “verbose”, “lengthy”, “prolific” or “hypergraphia”. From now on, I’ll gonna use it to describe my neurodivergent way of expressing when needed, thanks!
…but… this labeling you made when faced by my lengthy replies made me wonder…
In your original post, you alleged enjoying AI-hallucinated novels, I suppose “novels” as in the definition “A work of prose fiction, longer than a novella”. So, if a lengthy text from a human is “sesquipedalian loquaciousness” (a pair of words of which are defining a text for its lengthiness, not just by its contents or contexts (to which you used the adjective “weird”), therefore you’re expressing a discomfort, even if subconsciously, with lengthy texts), what kind of “novel” are you generating, when “novels” are usually as lengthy as my replies, if not lengthier?
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No I don’t think you’re weird, though you might be. I was referring to “the weird” like Lovecraftian weird tales.
I think the posts you’ve given me to work with are full of pseudo religious, “alternative” bunk dressed up in long-winded prose and and upsold vocabulary. It may seem inciteful and profound to people that need a dictionary to read it, but to me it looks, well, c/ iamverysmart or c/im14andthisisdeep.
To wit: “The use of complicated vocabulary and style as a mask for ignorance or to appear smarter is most commonly referred to as Sesquipedalian Loquaciousness. This term describes the habit of using long, complex, or obscure words when simpler alternatives would suffice, often perceived as pretentious or an attempt to obscure a lack of substance.”
I don’t even want to engage you because you’ve added so much word salad dressing here it’s cringey to read your replies. If you want to leave lilith behind, distill down, and get to the point we can maybe reengage, but this isn’t worth it to me.
We can compare PhDs later, but right now this smarmy, oversold, middle school darks arts paper routine just makes me feel bad for you.
With your bigoted “if you leave Lilith behind”, I also ending this exchange here, as not even christians who were intolerant with my beliefs had ever said this kind of religion-intolerant phrase to me.
Oh, and just so you know, no, I’m not trying to pretend anything, I got no “PhD”, differently from clankers which are programmed to pretend they’re specialists on all things (it’s literally in the name for the common kind of LLM training, “Mixture of Experts” MoE). Wish you a happy chatting with the clankers!